Skylark, have you anything to say to me? Won't you tell me where my love can be? Is there a meadow in the mist Where someone's waiting to be kissed? Skylark, have you seen a valley green with spring Where my heart can go a journeying Over the shadows and the rain To a blossom covered lane? And in your lonely flight haven't you heard the music in the night, wonderful music, faint as a will o' the wisp, crazy as a loon, sad as a gypsy serenading the moon. Oh, skylark, I don't know if you can find these things But my heart is riding on your wings. So if you see them anywhere Won't you lead me there?